A Moment in Time

 

Lately, I've been really enjoying Ira Wolf's songs, specifically "Some Days". It's so nostalgic! It really reminds me of the days of yesteryear... how I miss you! I remember this day like it was yesterday. Instead, it was February 8th -the second Saturday of the month and I needed to service the Genesis. When we left to the dealership, it was clear as day. Everyone was still in bed snoozing to the rhythm of the bird chirping outside our windows. Of course, the news on TV suggested there was a slight chance of snow, but we live in Georgia and as exciting as that is we've just been let down one too many times to believe. Last year, they called for a chance of snow and considering the snow apocalypse back in 2014, every company in GA decided to shut down. Turns out, it was one of the sunniest day we've ever had that Winter. Don't get me wrong, I really appreciated that day off. I say this to say, my husband and I thought nothing of it. We drove two separate cars that morning because as per tradition,  while my car was being serviced, we would drive around Gainesville for a good place to have breakfast/lunch. As I waited for my husband to pull around, I looked down and saw that my husband was calling me. All I heard was, "You better come outside". I quickly walked out and cotton balls were falling from the sky. I was in disbelief! Instantly, I was a little girl again. That's what snow does to me. When I think of snow I think the first fall and because I live in Georgia, it's always the first fall because we do not get snow like back home in Wisconsin. I appreciate the snow in Georgia because when it comes, I get to be carefree with no judgement. We drove home without breakfast because we live in the countryside, which means if cold enough there's a potential threat for black ice. By the time we made it home, this was our front lawn. It was truly beautiful and totally Winter Wonderland. My husband and I stood outside for the longest time enjoying this moment for as long as we could. We played snow fight and I always lose. After it got too cold, my husband went inside and I went to the back porch to roll around and build me a snowman, all the while my in-laws stared from the windows. I'm sure they thought I was a crazy fool, but with the snow, I'm sure they even found it in their heart  to extend some grace. Can I pause a moment and go back to this place in time? Just for one day so we can all be a little kid again. This year has been so serious and honestly, I think sometimes it just hurts without me knowing. 

 On a brighter note, my mother called me this morning and asked how I'm doing. I told her I was fine. She confessed how worried she was for me because Covid-19 has hit our home church and our family has been exposed. We're all in quarantine again just to be safe and I did tell her that I was more exhausted than normal. I guess that really worried her. I think being the oldest, I always thought it was my responsibility to worry about others. I never knew that anyone would worry about me too. I guess for so long I've just been kind of on my own so hearing people express concerns over me was nice. I felt loved.